Ok I'm FINALLY getting round to posting!
Its my mummy's birthday today. I'm supposed to be going round for a barbeque in a few hours, but the really nice weather that ther has been outside all weekend has just gone black and the heavens opened. ie. its raining. So I dont know how successful that will be. Still going round tho, cos its what doting sons do for the people who gave birth to them and all.
Its a bank holiday weekend, and has been almost FIVE days long for me. All began on thursday with a trip to cheapo night at Jillys, followed by a day in bed, then WAS going to hit Sanctuary in Liverpool on friday, but was far too knackered, and Simon was too tired to go on the bus anyway. So Friday night was spent online, relaxing in my awsome chair (which I will have to take pics of soon, to show off about how awsome it is!)
Saturday involved pretty much getting up, and going into manchester to meet up with Simon and the minibus full-o-goths for the trip to prestion, via liverpool to collect people. Arrived just in time to see the Exorsisters, but I really cant remember them to be honest. They were very drunk after the gig tho and pulling toilet seats off. Kids eh?
Killing Miranda were groovy as usual, I was talking to people for most of their set tho (Lee and Mary Bee if I recall) so didnt really see a lot. Then there was several hours of vodka induced hurtling round the dancefloor with Stacy and Rachel (and Lee when he plucked the courage up hehe) to allsorts, I honestly cant remember what. By the end of the night, I was literally staggering about, and fell over to send dirty text messages to people just after 3am. Stacy probably has some uncompromising photos of me being sat on by Rachel, which I want to see (and destroy!). We then sneaked out a few drinks (and yes I realise that the normal thing is to sneak drinks INTO a club, but there you go) and headed home, via a domestic disturbance, and getting slightly lost in the dark streets of Urmston (although it was actually light by the time we got there.)
I was woken up at about 2pm on sunday by Sarah telling me to come round for curry and DVDs, so I did. Quieter night this time, in a nice house very clean, with two cute cats, one of whom just would not shut up! Watched Blade Trinity (the first one with Stephen Dorff is still by far the best) and Alien Vs Predator (Aliens is still the best from the series) and then walked home in 70 minutes.
Which brings me to now, and you can stop reading the most innane story of my life. The sun's out again, so BBQ prospects are high. I dont want to go to work on tuesday, but I suppose I kinda have to because its been a VERY expensive week. Not going out again, I'll just invite people over if I wanna see them.
Now, where did I put my underpants.....
Its a bank holiday weekend, and has been almost FIVE days long for me. All began on thursday with a trip to cheapo night at Jillys, followed by a day in bed, then WAS going to hit Sanctuary in Liverpool on friday, but was far too knackered, and Simon was too tired to go on the bus anyway. So Friday night was spent online, relaxing in my awsome chair (which I will have to take pics of soon, to show off about how awsome it is!)
Saturday involved pretty much getting up, and going into manchester to meet up with Simon and the minibus full-o-goths for the trip to prestion, via liverpool to collect people. Arrived just in time to see the Exorsisters, but I really cant remember them to be honest. They were very drunk after the gig tho and pulling toilet seats off. Kids eh?
Killing Miranda were groovy as usual, I was talking to people for most of their set tho (Lee and Mary Bee if I recall) so didnt really see a lot. Then there was several hours of vodka induced hurtling round the dancefloor with Stacy and Rachel (and Lee when he plucked the courage up hehe) to allsorts, I honestly cant remember what. By the end of the night, I was literally staggering about, and fell over to send dirty text messages to people just after 3am. Stacy probably has some uncompromising photos of me being sat on by Rachel, which I want to see (and destroy!). We then sneaked out a few drinks (and yes I realise that the normal thing is to sneak drinks INTO a club, but there you go) and headed home, via a domestic disturbance, and getting slightly lost in the dark streets of Urmston (although it was actually light by the time we got there.)
I was woken up at about 2pm on sunday by Sarah telling me to come round for curry and DVDs, so I did. Quieter night this time, in a nice house very clean, with two cute cats, one of whom just would not shut up! Watched Blade Trinity (the first one with Stephen Dorff is still by far the best) and Alien Vs Predator (Aliens is still the best from the series) and then walked home in 70 minutes.
Which brings me to now, and you can stop reading the most innane story of my life. The sun's out again, so BBQ prospects are high. I dont want to go to work on tuesday, but I suppose I kinda have to because its been a VERY expensive week. Not going out again, I'll just invite people over if I wanna see them.
Now, where did I put my underpants.....